She was never yours to start

She is ripe for the taking

If you had gotten through the wall

Sleeping beauty won’t be waking

Just because you call

Make room for the next

Knight in Shining Armour

Who is game to axe

The enchanted wall with ardour

Why cry over a kiss

That never took place?

You knew that one miss

Would throw you out of the race

It would seem

It was not on the card

Outside of your dream

She was never yours to start

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